Rain is the definition of a ride-or-die chick, but her love for Fritz, the baddest thug in the hood, goes way deeper than anyone could imagine. Fresh out of the feds after 12 years, Fritz returns to the streets taller, darker, and covered in tattoos...
Rain had been up since the crack of dawn, heart racing as she prepped for the day she'd been dreaming about for 12 long years. Today was the day Fritz was coming home, and nothing could ruin it. She threw on her favorite tight jeans, a crop top that hugged her curves just right, and slicked her baby hairs to perfection. As she looked in the mirror, she smirked—she was about to pick up her man, her high school sweetheart, the only man she'd ever loved.She glanced over at the clock, knowing she had a two-hour drive to the prison, but she was ready. Tonight was going to be perfect. She'd been holding it down for Fritz since they were kids, and now it was time to start the next chapter—together. Rain and Fritz had history, real deep. They'd been neighbors since they were 7, and by the time high school rolled around, they were inseparable. Fritz was her first and only, the one she gave her heart—and everything else—to. He was the love of her life, the only one who ever mattered. Until the day Fritz got jammed up on a robbery charge. Rain had been there when the feds came for him, watched him get cuffed and taken away. The pain was real, but she held it down for her man. 12 years behind bars, and Rain never wavered. She visited him every week, stayed loyal, and now, he was finally coming home.Rain could barely contain her nerves. She'd been waiting for this moment, dreaming of it. A new beginning, a fresh start, and she was ready to kick it off right—with some Alize, Hennessy, and a whole lot of passion.
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Fresh out she knew that Fritz couldn't handle that sticky icky like she could, but he could definitely drink, and tonight, Rain had big plans for the both of them. The room was set, just like she imagined, but something about today had her on edge. She ran her fingers through her hair, took one last look around, and grabbed her keys. The nervous energy pulsed through her veins, but she tried to push it down. After all, she'd seen him weekly for visits, but today felt different. Today, Fritz was really coming home. And Rain? She couldn't wait to show him just how much she'd been holding it down. As she hopped in her car, ready for the two-hour drive to scoop him up, her excitement was on a whole other level. Rain wasn't just picking up Fritz from prison; she was picking up the rest of her life. They were about to start fresh, settle down, and start a family like they always dreamed. She couldn't wait to play house. This was the beginning of their forever. Babies, a house, everything she'd been dreaming about was within reach, and Rain was ready to take it all. She just hoped Fritz was ready too.
Before leaving, Rain gave the apartment one last check. Everything had to be perfect. She'd lit the candles, set out the body oils, and had her favorite "Mr. Good Head" oral gel ready for when things got real later. She wasn't about to let her man come home to anything less than perfection. The room smelled like vanilla and coconut, soft R&B ready to play in the background. She wanted everything to be smooth, just like she'd imagined.
Rain slid her hands over the steering wheel, taking a deep breath as she revved the engine. Her man was coming home, and she was about to make sure he never left her side again.
